ramblings of a poker player - mostly poker but my attention wanders easily - be warned.

Sunday, December 02, 2007

a few months ago on my last trip to Vegas, I spotted my first hooker - (my radar is off but I'm gathering they're the girls always walking alone)

she was most likely the cute Asian girl saying hi and giving a nice smile to every guy she walked by on the Strip at 3am - at the time I looked ahead and let it go, being that I had rejoined the Body of Christ and all...

but today, I'd smile and say hi, and find out how much a date was, and she'd follow me back up the Strip to the Imperial Palace or whatever $45/night dive I was staying at, and I'd tell her my first name, - yah, I'd probably use my real first name -

and she'd probably say her name was whatever I wanted it to be, and I'd tell her that her name was Kathleen.

It's plain to see, the sun won't shine todaybut I ain't in the mood for sunshine anywaymaybe I'll go insaneI got to stop the painOr maybe I'll go down to see Kathleen.

A swallow comes and tells me of her dreamsShe says she'd like to know just what they meanI feel like I could dieas I watch her flying byride the north wind down to see Kathleen.

Stars hang high above, the oceans roarthe moon is come to lead me to her doorThere's crystal across the sandand the waves, they take my hand.Soon I'm gonna see my sweet Kathleen.